It’s been a week of laughter and hugs, of little hands reaching out, of purple tongues from purple ice cream and silly giggles from tickle-boxes turned over, of delighted squeals while mixing up a batch of sugar cookies with icing and covering them with sprinkles. It’s been a week of learning to swim without floaties and summer showers with picnics in the rain, of reading new books and telling old stories, a week of saying good-bye to my favorite uncle, and of holding close our newest while introducing her to cousins from afar.
It’s been a week of birthday celebrations and watching for falling stars, of singing to the top of our lungs, of coloring books and the fun of using scissors and glue, of playing “Count Your Chickens” and dancing hard to “Rise, Shine, and Give God the Glory!” It’s been a week filled with all our littles, filled with family we love deeply–but who live much too far away.
It’s been a week to publicly dedicate little Adalynn to the Lord, LeRoy serving as both her Pastor and her Poppy. A week with three on my lap to hit the keys of the piano, making music never heard before, a week of rainbow-watching and crawling-critter discoveries. The days have been filled to the brim with memory-making moments and gratitude is bursting my heart.
“So thankful.” That is the prayer I breathe while I’m cooking the meals and snuggling through bed-time stories and prayers. The time with these little ones is too short. Whether it is our littles who live right up the road, or the three from across the continent, the time spent is far too brief and they’ll soon be too large to sit on my lap, to let me comb their hair, or tickle their tummies.
Take time today to breathe deep and pause to call a loved one you’ve not spoken with for awhile. Our time here is short, check on their hearts—are they preparing for the end of their days? Do they know that you love them, do they know your Savior?
How can you pray for them—have you asked them lately?
In the midst of the week of hugs and giggles from little ones, I slipped away into the night to spend the last hours with my favorite uncle. I held his hand and prayed over him as he took his last breaths and slipped into eternity. In the wee hours of the morning, as I drove home, the largest blood red moon stared down at me and its immensity made me feel quite small. And quite finite –subject to the limitations of time allotted for the span of one short life on earth.
[box]As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field; for the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place knows it no more.
But the steadfast love of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear him, and his righteousness to children’s children, to those who keep his covenant and remember to do his commandments. The Lord has established his throne in the heavens, and his kingdom rules over all. (Psalm 103:15–19)[/box]
The Lord is ruling, His throne is established in the heavens, but He is intimately involved in the affairs of man. He desires for our lives in this short time-frame to be spent in worship, fruitfulness, and abundant living. This life isn’t the pinnacle or the end, it is merely the preparation for the beginning of all He has in store for us, but this life is too short to be wasted.
How are you spending the time you’ve been given? Who knows that you love them?
How will you spread God’s glory today?